I was later than I usually like to be for a bit of a Weird Wid Waddle on Friday afternoon. Usually if it’s past midday then I can’t be arsed to run. Various other commitments kept me away from pounding the mean streets of C07 a little earlier.
It wasn’t quite Mad Dog’s and Englishman weather, but the Estuary Wild’s rays were starting to heat up. I was a little restricted in trying to pick up the pace and clock a new PB. I wasn’t wearing my fancy Lidl carbon trainers.
It all felt good with regards to my on-off injury. I think the ridiculous high compression running socks are actually working. I’m threatening a return to park run in the morning.